Daylight

Chapter 1

My mother claims that on the 2nd of January, I came into this world kicking. She said that since my hair was long and dark like the man on the records her parents played for her, that I should be named after him. Lennon Axl Ross, she named me. I was called Lennon for John Lennon and Axl for her father.

"Might as well be named a rockstar name since you look so much like one." she'd tell me years later. She'd always smile and look at me with admiration in her eyes. I adored my mother.

As for my father, my father was a rolling stone. He was around for my making but nothing else. My mom was young when she had me and my father wanted nothing to do with me. I'd always asked my mother if she loved my father, her answering being yes. She claimed that my father helped her see the light for the first time.

"You remind me so much of him, Len. He would be so proud of you."

I wouldn't say anything after that because I don't know how I feel about it, but I try to keep my mother happy. Its just us 2 and has been forever. I like it that way honestly, a drama free life.

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"Mom, I'm going out!" I yelled into our apartment before exiting out my window and down the fire escape. I would've used the door, but where's the fun in doing what you're told? I swung from the bottom part of the latter a bit before my dark vans hit the ground gently. I smoothed out my dark skirt and light shirt with cartoon daisy outlines all over it before hitting the ground running off on my adventure of the day. My light colored knee highs started moving down my legs so I pulled them up while walking, hoping my updo of the day wouldn't fall out before the day actually began. It was Sunday afternoon in one of the generic cities of America but I wasn't going to let myself be hung up on such a minor detail. All I cared about was the shining sun over my head and the fact that as a carefree 18 year old, I had no sense of responsibility until at least the beginning of August. At least.

I passed by people on the street; kids holding onto their parents hands looking confused, businessmen screaming into cellphones with pouty faces, (I smirked to myself) but what struck me was the stereotypical couple. Watching couples pass by made me truthfully uncomfortable and sad. Uncomfortable because as one could tell, I have never had a great love of grand proportions in any shape or form, making me, sad. I pouted while turning onto the avenue.

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I knew I wanted to go to the book store, that was for certain. The bookstore was exactly a mile away from my house so the walk was long but totally worth it. There was a woman who owned the store, her name being Stormy Rhodes, or just Stormy as she let me call her. Ringing the bell on my way in I wiped my feet on the doormat. It was odd to the untrained eye, but I wanted to help Stormy in anyway I could.

I was greeted by the short haired woman, slender for her older age but unconventionally gorgeous. Her eyes were lighter then my dark ones but they had a kind attitude towards them.

"Hey, darlin'. How are things? How is Tab?" Tab or Tabitha being my mother.

"Good, like always. I came to read the you know what." I prop my head on my hand and lean against the counter to face her.

She smirks at me before turning around to grab a dusty book behind her. The book is larger then my whole entire head and older than God but it has a familiar vibe to it. Of course it did, this was my book, only not exactly owned by me. Stormy had a big book of recollections of this new world. After the world went black and white, people started keeping records of things. What interested me the most were the stories of the people who regained their sight for color. It almost seemed too impossible to be real to me since I'd never really known better.

I blew on the cover to remove some if the dust, but it didn't really do much. Stormy had already left to attend to other duties leaving me at peace to read the entries.

"Melissa Mayer, age 23,

Today I had my first encounter with Damien. I knew right after I looked at him that first time that something mysteriously wonderful was to happen. After one look at Damien, my eyes were opened to a new world. I could see a color that I learned to be blue just by looking at him. His eyes more specifically. It was truly an indescribable moment. I knew I loved him right there, right then."

That entry always makes me swoon like a school girl. I strive to be like Melissa and find someone for myself. My mother always accused me of being too dreamy eyed for my own good, but I didn't care because thats the way I am. Dreamy eyed Lennon, the girl who uses the fire escape and hangs out with middle aged bookstore ladies. Just Lennon. I sighed dreamily before rereading a few more entries.

"Alright, sweetheart, time to shut it down." Stormy smiled apologetically before taking the book and putting it back behind her.

I look outside to notice that it was night time. Wow, I'd been here for a long time today. I'd totally forgotten about my mother.

"Thanks for everthing, Stormy, we don't want Mama Tab getting upset with us do we?" I shifted my weight and put my hand on my hip.

Stormy laughed and agreed with me before shooing me off so she could close the store.

I ran down the street, waving at Stormy behind me and focused my attention to the city around me.

The city was a place I craved more than any place ever. The lights, the people, the cars, the noise, it all seemed perfect in my eyes. The perfect blend of dark and light to keep my life interesting and complete.

I decided to pick up a little something for food on my way home so that mom didn't have to cook tonight. I shot her a text and she gratefully responded in her funny little mom way. I bounced down the main road near my house mentally deciding on chinese before losing my focus and knocking into 2 solid masses. 2 people more specifically. I was knocked to the dirty street. My mind was in such a stage of confusion and with all the other people swirling around us that I could only remember seeing 2 hands, 2 different hands. 2 different hands pulling at my arms to help me before running off. I stood up to brush myself off and cuss them out for being rude but something crazy happened. I noticed the yellow of the city lights around me. Yellow. I could see color. For the first time in my life, I am seeing color. Meaning I had just met my soulmate.

One of those 2 hands belongs to my soulmate.

And I am going to find out who he is.